Did I ever tell you guys about the time I took a Vermont spiral cut maple smoked ham, and slathered melted butter, bacon grease, maple syrup and brown sugar all mixed together all in between the spiral cut slices, then wrapped bacon all around that thing, and then cooked it off in the oven on a bed of sliced onions with a bunch of baby red potatoes and sliced apples packed all around the outside of it in the roasting pan?

Maybe I did tell you, but it's good to see you all salivating again, too.

skinink:Hey, sewer rat may taste like pumpkin pie, but I'd never know 'cause I wouldn't eat the filthy motherfarker. Pigs sleep and root in shiat. That's a filthy animal. I ain't eat nothin' that ain't got sense enough to disregard its own feces.

well i like bacon, ok? and when I have my bacon I like it with coffee and I don't need you to tell me how f*cking good my coffee is, okay? I'm the one who buys it. I know how good it is. When Bonnie goes shopping she buys SH*T. I buy the gourmet expensive stuff because when I drink it I want to taste it.

skinink:Hey, sewer rat may taste like pumpkin pie, but I'd never know 'cause I wouldn't eat the filthy motherfarker. Pigs sleep and root in shiat. That's a filthy animal. I ain't eat nothin' that ain't got sense enough to disregard its own feces.